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Poetry

Poetry Written By Antoinette

Insomnia Train

Caged lion paces ready to pounce

Adrenalin pulses veins

Twisted, tangled sheets

Melatonin stained

 

Pictures flash, old comic strip

Like first Mickey Mouse cartoon

Out of synch, my cards flipped

Random, garbled images

 

Ali verses Foreman

Punch to eyes

Go to your corner

Turn pillow to cool side

 

Mary had a little lamb

I have bed of ‘bleeping’ sheep

Rooster crows, dead of night

No sleep, no sleep, no sleep

 

All Aboard


Elusive Alaskan Lady

Elusive Alaskan Lady

She seduces us through milky white blankets

Torso illuminated by soft, summer sun

Showing curves, crevices; full-skirted wide hips

 

Evergreen servants stand. Guards at attention

Below this elusive one

 

Under wispy white cap hints of snowy ringlets

Coyly veiling fine facial features

All-knowing eyes

 

No need to flaunt, rather keep allure

So we return and her suitors

Never tire of enduring beauty

 

Her spirit echoes through howling wolves,

Clucking Ptarmigan, baaing sheep,

Munching moose, guttural grizzlies

 

This overseer; protector of her land

Enticing visitors

Each enamored by the “Great One”

Denali, Denali

 


Intertwined

When I am quiet enough I hear my heart sing

the most beautiful of songs

millions upon millions of voices join

my ancestors, yours

 

There is harmony, human and animal,

babies cooing, cats purring

tunes from every bird that has ever sung, donkey that has brayed,

worms tunneling through plant root maze

ants trudging amongst dinosaur bones

determined in their mission

on earth, in earth

 

I listen to the chorus of my body cells

energized, heralding

coupled to tempo of my pulse

and the pulse of all creation

in synch

 

Rhythms of connectedness, cooperation

heartaches and waterfalls

not a sad song

No

it is springtime’s swaying dance

creek’s babble-gurgle, babble-gurgle

baby’s rhythmic whisper-breath

lovers’ synchronized heartbeats

offset by quaking

mingled with thunder

harmony

life’s song

in my heart

 

And, if I am still enough, quiet enough,

to life connected

if I listen to the symphony

I hear

all is well

we are one.


Heart of Hearts

In my heart of hearts

I am beautiful, billowy and boundless

a thousand butterflies flurry

 

My warm, rich, red blood pulses deep and proud

from generations of fighting-for-freedom fore-fathers

strained, sorted and sifted specifically for my heart

 

My vision takes on a rose hue

age spots disappear, replaced by honor badges

wrinkles smooth, reflecting my mind’s eye not my mirror’s

judgment, errors wiped clean, swapped for wisdom, kindness

harsh words chiseled, frayed edges curved and molded round

 

My grandchildren listen to my off-key singing

hearing not notes but soothing love-lullabies

I am song in their hearts

I am also four-years-old, building sand castles,

running uninhibited, naked on the beach,

twirling, whirling, arms out-stretched, free

 

There are no bullies, prejudices, pontificating politicians

no need to take off my shoes at the airport, no Homeland Security, no ISIS

no 6 o’clock news

 

My house is dusted, dirt free

my mind is too

I still make mud-pies

 

The wind whispers, the sun shines

In my heart of hearts

I am the wind and the sun

blowing, beaming

I am the moon and the stars and

all wishes come true


Hawaiian  Perfume

Sweet –scented plumeria

 

Warm, moist air fills lungs

Sun’s rays sprinkle serenity

Toes slide into powdery warm sands

Sprouting calm from feet to heart

 

Endless tropical blue sky

Melds, marries ocean

Wave-rhythm rocks soul

To island lullaby

 

Then, voice mirrors island cadence

Swaying with soothing essence

Lightness in tone, flimsy edges,

With feathery punctuation

 

Enveloped in “aloha” spirit